Sunday, 22 March 2015

Denver, Colorado's Primitive Man unleash a filthy, malignant maelstrom of blackened doom on their debut album 'Scorn'. Thrillingly misanthropic in their approach, Primitive Man drench their post-apocalyptic vision of the world in waves of feedback, pummeling guitars and hopelessly frightening vocals. This is grade-A hateful, soul-annihilating music of the darkest order.

Saturday, 21 March 2015

A full evening of ridiculous music for all you fools. Whether you're an April fool or a full-timer, you're bound to enjoy something stupid from this bill...

BAD GUYS

On tour to promote superbly titled new album Bad Guynaecology which was recorded in a snake pit, in a quarry, on top of a mountain, in the desert, at night, during a thunderstorm, and boasts a twin double-neck baritone/regular six-guitar attack, pounding on drums and wild vocals laid down on seven foot wide steel tape, then smelted into WAVs by an irritable dwarf in an ancient forge, in space.

Saturday, 7 March 2015

Coltsblood is the sound of the past, the voices of ancestors, terrifying legends once roared with passion from around fires beneath open skies, fuelled by mead and ale; is it the darkest depths of the human mind and the great journey into the unknown of which we all face. Like Celts thundering into war, Coltsblood take up their weapons and summon colossal riffs loud enough for their ancient Gods to hear. Somewhere in the past, war drums thunder, there bellows a blood curdling cry, fires roar, terror resonates, there is freedom, death, life, meaning. Coltsblood feels the need to recreate the strength and power of these spiritual memories.

Since forming in 2011, Ninkharsag have been like a thunderbolt to the UK black metal scene. Armed with chilling riffery which bespeaks of tales of carnage strewn battlefields to the assassins of ancient Jerusalem, their ascent has been rapid, quickly climbing the ladder with rabid hunger to be one of the more respected bands on the black metal circuit.

Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Anthroprophh's music originates in the evolutionary field work of Paul Allen's endless 33.333 rituals and near mythical status as part of one of the UK's greatest underground acts; The Heads.

The Heads have been carving their own brand of kinetic psychoacoustics since the early 90s and Anthroprophh continues that Bristolian tradition with his latest spectrum of sonic assaults.

The tracks unearthed follow the Krautrock tradition of at times being anarchic, at others mystical, magical, or utopian. Heavy on the planetary rhythms, laced percussive half man, half machine grooves, Anthroprophh glazes his music with a darker spirit of Michael Karoli and CAN secret rhythms.

Anthroprophh is concerned with all aspects of musical behaviour, past, present, and with an eye to the future like the sonic output you would find on labels such as Blackest Rainbow and Not Not Fun. His interest in the oscillating neuronal discharges of instruments induce the long distance pattern of synchronization, corresponding to the moment of perception itself and to the ensuing Motorik response.

By now avid fans of doom and psychedelia will be familiar with Mike Vest's (Bong, 11Paranoias, Blown Out) patented hyper fuzz guitar shrieks and damaged feedback. In Haikai No Ku he is joined by Jerome Smith (Female Borstal, Charles Dexter Ward) on bass and Sam Booth (Foot Hair, Bin, Obey) on drums to deliver a burgeoning psychedelic doom trip of the highest grade.